This was her sanctuary, her home away from everyone and everything. This is where she went when she couldn't take anymore from her fans, her representatives, her friends, or even her family. None of them knew where she had her hideaway and that was the way that she wanted to keep it. She didn't come here that often, but when she did she needed to get away from it all as bad as possible.
It seemed like everyone wanted a piece of Britney lately. Her albums weren't selling as well as they used to, the sales for each one was down from the last, but she felt like she was as popular as she ever was. Her teen girl fans were constantly after her for autographs, her older male fans were constantly trying to get her naked, and the press just wouldn't stop trying to get another interview out of her about her love life, her look, or whatever else was bothering them about her that month. She needed a break and she needed it now. She was just off of her latest tour and rest and relaxation were the only two things on the menu.
Her sanctuary was a cabin out in the woods. It wasn't just some rustic log cabin though, it was a modern house with all of the trimmings inside. It was fully wired, with indoor plumbing, cable, satellite, and any other conveniences that anyone could ask for. But its real selling point was how secluded it was. It was on a few square miles of land with a small lake entirely enclosed on the property. It was up in some mountains and really secluded. It was the perfect place for keeping away from prying eyes. It was a home away from the world, and did its job about as well as it could be done.
She arrived at the cabin a little bit before noon that day. She opened the door, turned on a few of the lights, and chucked some supplies in the fridge in the kitchen. Next she went up to the bedrooms and chucked her stuff into the master sweet. After that she headed down into the media room to relax away the long drive out there from the airport. It took her three hours to drive all the way out here, but it was well worth it to keep away from prying eyes.
She flipped through the channels on cable a few times, and then through the channels on satellite, still finding nothing to watch. She flipped over to the DVD player to see if anything was in there only to find a copy of her movie. She wasn't proud of that part of her life. She was also a little concerned that she hadn't been up here since she made that movie. It was a few years ago that she finished shooting it, and it had been in and out of theaters and rental stores since. Heck, she had been on two tours since then. It felt like forever ago.
Britney got up off of the couch and went to the kitchen to get a light snack to eat. She rummaged around through the things that she had bought before, and put together a small sandwich. She went back into the media room and searched through her DVDs to find something decent to watch while she digested her food. After selecting a nice love story she plopped down on the couch again started eating her sandwich.
It was a cheap romantic comedy, but it was just what the young woman needed. It was something to uplift her spirits and distract her from her life outside of her fortress. She slumped down in the middle of the couch as she watch her movie and ate her sandwich. When she was finished eating she got really comfortable and just took up the entire thing as she stretched out and lay down. "This is just what the doctor ordered," she thought to herself as she drifted off to sleep about halfway through the movie she was watching.
When she awoke, the sun was a bit lower in the sky, but there was still plenty of daytime left. The movie was back on the title screen, and she had missed quite a bit of it, but it didn't really matter to her as she had seen it the entire way through several times. She got up off the couch refreshed and cleaned up the mess that she made with her lunch. After that she walked around through the house and all of its rooms as she reminisced about her past trips here. She wished that she could tell someone else about this place so that she could have a different kind of fun here, but that would defeat the purpose of having a place like this to run to.
Maybe someday she could have people up here once the media finds out about it. "It'll only be a matter of time until they do," she thought again as she walked out onto the back deck. She raised her arms up into he sun and looked down the hill towards the lake out back. She let out a moan as she felt it warm her body, and stood there relaxed and content. "I think I'll go for a swim," she said aloud before bouncing back into the house to grab a towel. She also grabbed a robe while she was there. Not so much for modesty, as she was surrounded by wilderness and not a single person for miles, but more just incase it cooled off while she was away from the house.
Britney stripped off her jeans and tank top before slipping into a pair of sandals and the robe that she chose. It was short terry cloth robe that was warm and fuzzy against her skin. She grabbed the towel and pranced out into the back yard and down the hill towards to small lake about a quarter mile walk away. It really wasn't much more than a large pond, not much more than a square mile, but to Britney it was lake, and the greatest lake in the world.
She was giddy as she walked the path through the tall grass between the house and the lake. She hadn't been swimming for a long time. She didn't use the pools at most of the hotels that she stayed at. She didn't have the time, and they were always so crowded with fans, her fans. No, this was the place where she could come when she needed to and do what she wanted to do when she wanted to. Hell, she had masturbated herself to orgasm quite a few times in the clearing up ahead. Something about the air and the sun out here just made her horny sometimes. After her swim she might just have to indulge herself in that activity again.
As she cleared the grass and stepped onto the beach, she tripped and nearly fell over as she dropped her towel to the ground. "Stupid vines," she called out as she pulled her foot back to clear the obstruction. Her heal met with resistance though, and she reached down to try to unwrap the twisted vine from her ankle. When she touched it though, it didn't feel right. It didn't feel like any plant that she had ever touched before. It was smooth, and almost slimy to the touch, but it was also as strong as anything she had ever encountered. It was wrapped tight around her ankle, and was inching its way up her leg as she struggled to try to free herself from it.
"Oh no... Oh no..." she cried as it moved up passed the back of her knee. "Oh fuck! This can't be happening..." she whimpered as she tried to muscle it off her leg. But her efforts were in vein as the protrusion from the ground made its way around her thigh, and had a more than firm grip on her limb. "What the fuck? Let go of me!" she screamed as it pushed its way up higher and higher. "What the fuck is going on here!" she screamed again, unable to stop the tentacle from doing what ever it pleased.
It pushed its way up between her legs, then back up under her butt cheek, and around her waist before pushing back down again. The tip made its way down her belly and between her legs where it rubbed itself up against her vaginal lips. It found the moisture that was already there from her previous thoughts of the past and spread it around her nether regions as well as around itself.
Britney was obviously feeling very abused as the creature pushed itself inside of her. She cried as she was hoisted off of the ground by the pure strength of her attacker. She couldn't believe that this was really happening to her. This kind of thing wasn't supposed to be real. This is the type of thing that only happens in really bad movies like Evil Dead. It's not supposed to be happening to her like this, or at all, ever...
At first the invader didn't do much as it pulsed inside of her. It had achieved its goal of penetration, and it waited for its victim to be ready for the next stage of the game. The young woman could feel it throbbing within her pussy. She had tried so hard and desperately to keep this from happening, but she was just too weak to do anything about it. She slumped there in tears and hung limp at the waist wishing that this encounter was over and she could get out of here already. She wanted to be home with her family again. She would even prefer to be mobbed by fans than to be here with this thing poking at her.
It had been a good minute or two since the thing had pushed itself inside of Britney and lifted her up off of the ground and into the air. It hadn't really moved at all except for what seemed like a thumping in its veins. It gave Britney a lot of time to think, and fear for what was going to happen next. As she thought about friends and family, she started to relax a little. She hadn't fully come to terms with her situation, but she had stopped crying, at least for now.
That was what the tentacle was waiting for. It was waiting for her to relax. When she did, it took that opportunity to push in a little bit further into her. Until now it had only pushed about three or four inches of itself inside of Britney's warm and wet crevasse, but now it was pushing more and more of its length up into her until it was over ten inches in and pressing against her cervix.
She cried out again as it filled her vaginal cavity, unsure of exactly why it was doing this to her. As it filled her up she started to feel very ill. But it wasn't done with her yet. Once it had her filled as far as she could take it, it waited again. Not quite as long as before, but long enough for her to get used to its presence. She felt queasy, and she wanted to vomit. She felt as full as she had ever been, until she felt it expand inside of her. It was actually growing in girth within her! She looked down and saw the fluid pumping through the tentacles veins. It didn't make the rest of its length any bigger, it only seemed to affect the head of the phallus, but it was definitely trying to push her to her limits.